March 21, 2012

We were driving through the neighborhood yesterday and saw some teenagers, a boy and a girl, walking slowly with their arms around each others waists. I was all: "Young love. Everybody loves to see that."

I don't like to see it much. Sunday I was sitting in the car at a gas station while my husband filled up the tank. Right in front of me stood a young couple hugging and kissing. It was awkward. I felt like a voyeur. No place to go, nowhere else to look. I turned to watch my husband and the gas pump instead.

Oh, young love...so hopeful! I've never understood the nasty old scolds who frown on young people holding hands or kissing in public. It's good to be reminded of how perfectly, completely surrounded by love being in love feels like when you're young.

I only hope those early budding fruit trees aren't nipped in the bud by a late frost. Tricky time of year for the midwest.

I watch my granddaughter, she goes through infatuations like golfish at the petshop. Each one meaningless en masse, but individually...they're something special. Except for her crush on Beiber. I try to talk sense into her about that one but she won't listen.(he's gay, just doesn't know it)

As long as she doesn't wear those micro mini tighter than you skin short shorts that pronouncer her "juicy", I can live with it.

But them boys better have shorter hair than her, and the god-damned underwear not showing, and their pants buckled above their hips,(and stay that way), or they're gonna be introduced to "my leetle frien'". And I'd hate that... draggin' the body off, diggin', makin' the alibi solid, it's all a chore for an old man.

I just saw a couple making out at the park and he had his hand in her shirt feeling her tits.

There should be a time and place for those sort of things.

Would you guys mind if your lover put his hand up your shirt in public and squeezed on your tits? And does it feel nice in anyway getting your tits squeezed women? How about pinching nipples? Guys always want to pinch my nipples and I don't care for it.

I was at a reception following a Bat Mitzvah recently, and near the end of the evening (pushing midnight), I noticed two kids (seventh graders) dancing very close, and shortly thereafter, they began making out. My wife thought it was kind of creepy.

But there was a group of girls behind the girl, and a group of boys behind the boy. And when it was over (about 15 seconds) he pulled away with a big smile on his face and went over to his friends, while her giggling friends all surrounded her.

sydney said...I don't like to see it much. Sunday I was sitting in the car at a gas station while my husband filled up the tank. Right in front of me stood a young couple hugging and kissing. It was awkward. I felt like a voyeur. No place to go, nowhere else to look. I turned to watch my husband and the gas pump instead.

Obviously you're shy.Get out of the car.Slam the car door.In a loud voice,"Hey! Cut that out!"If that doesn't work, go up to their car and rap on the window.Motion for the boy to roll down his window.Say,"I know your mother....."Let that hang there.99 times out of a hundred they can't get out of there fast enough.Get back in your car and laugh.

As I get get older I realize the true enjoyment in life is annoying the hell out of other people.

My wife likes to bite my nipples when we're frisky, and that annoys the @%@# outta me. I have very sensitive skin, so much so that I can only wash with Dove, or Oil of Olay. She knows that I find it irritating, but does it to be a scorch.(she's lucky I love her).

A far as hair? If her boyfriend shows up with longer hair, I will remove it, either by clippers or a 12 gauge, but if he's wantin' a date, he WILL be neatly groomed, and washed, and courteous. And I will put my arm around him, and take him into the basement, and show him my large collection of firearms. And I will be telling the lad what a joy my granddaughter is to me, and that I would be very, very disappointed if anything untoward were to happen on this, or any other date. I might mention how my family had been in the Mafia until recently (true) on my Moms side, and on my Dads side, we used to ride with Frank and Jesse(also true).